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˙ ˖ ✶ Derin

"No just wondering if you could give me directions to the nearest coffee shop," Ducky mused as a reminder of the way they had met. "Glad to see you're still in the city and I assume back into some of your passions," he noted looking down at the sketchpad but not so much the work she had been doing. "How have you been? Hopefully life hasn't been too crazy, and you can find coffee shops easily now."

Location: Central Park Status: Open @sinnerssquarestart

Derin needed some time in the fresh air. She had come to terms with her interaction with her father and now she was just left bitter and angry. Art was not something that could be just recreated. She went out and got herself a new sketchbook and that's how she found herself on a bench at the park, drawing the scenery. It always brought her peace to come out here, even though it was at the heart of the city there was much ease. Derin startled a bit as someone sat down next to her, she reached up to pull out an airpod and look at her new guest, "Can I help you?"

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˙ ˖ ✶ Harley

"Works for me," Ducky mused. "Just put the tab on this card," it was one of his parents cards and since they were doctors he had no problem charging everything on their dime. "I'll just stick to my boyfriend, he pretty much just gives me everything I need. He's the reason I'm even doing all this."

"Okay if you wanna sit and watch that's your choice but you gotta spend some money on something or the bosses wont be happy." Harley had no idea if that was actually true, she had no real desire to speak to her bosses. "The men aren't all that bad. Most of them come for the service, they get the service, they leave."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Rowan

"It depends, they usually base their music on their crowd and right now there might or might be a bachelorette party hopping around from bar to bar," Ducky pointed out at the headbands with very graphic and phallic antennae attached. "You're fine to make some suggestions to the people here, I'm sure even the ladies will just swoon at your every word. That and they might not remember due to them being shit faced."

Location: The Alibi Central Status: Open @sinnerssquarestart

Rowan was a long way from Bushwick, but he needed to be away from the yard for a little while. He had enjoyed the night celebrating with Jason and Zak, but it left a lingering feeling he wanted to escape. The dive bar was the perfect place. He took a seat at the worn bar and ordered himself a beer. "They always play shitty music here?" He asked as another top forty hit started to play from the speakers.

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˙ ˖ ✶ Sav

"I was supposed to spend the night with my boyfriend, but duty called and he had to be whisked away, but I'm fine cause I still get to home to him." he mused. "Not much of a drinker, but fuck it, I'll bite." Ducky said feeling a little more than reckless since he was going to go home to Noah and let himself have a lot of fun. "I'm a professional dancer, so not much really,"

open starter : @sinnerssquarestart

location: a nightclub (or anywhere with liquor and music)

“Now don't tell me you're sittin' here all alone .. and without a glass in sight, ” the brunette remarks with faux concern, eye taking them in for a moment before her body slips into the open space beside them. It’s not too long before the corner of her lips pull into a sweet grin, “What kinda bribin’ do I gotta do to get you out on the dance floor?”

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˙ ˖ ✶ Celine

"You're asking the wrong person, I've never been much of a drinker," He wasn't about to say it was because he was a professional athlete, since it didn't really matter in the grand scheme of things. "Just grab whatever has the most alcohol content and party I guess?" There wasn't much else he could really say to her. "Doubt anybody is going to stop you either way."

open starter @sinnerssquarestart a liquor store

One of the things Celine despised about gang wars was the reckless destruction of property. She lost her favorite winery, for now, and had to go elsewhere to pick her bottles. The place was dimly lit, and the aisles were narrow, filled with rows of bottles that weren't familiar at all. She just needed wine, and she needed it fast. She grabbed a bottle off the shelf, squinted at the label, and immediately put it back. “Chardonnay? Seriously?” She muttered, rolling her eyes. “Do I look like I’m 60?” She wasn’t picky, but she didn’t have time for subpar bottles today. She needed something that would impress, something with a little edge. Maybe she was being too judgmental, but she didn’t have the patience for cheap crap. She wasn't alone as she spotted someone enter the aisle. “You look like you’ve got a pulse. What’s the best bottle here? I don’t have time to mess around with some mediocre garbage.”

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˙ ˖ ✶ Harley

"Sort of, I can learn by just watching since I am a professional dancer after all. I mean it's different than learning from a teacher who doesn't really know how to captivate an audience. So why not come and see why all the men and women come here," Ducky pointed out. "Plus, I'm sure you'd need some respite after dealing with the men that come around here,"

"Learning to pole dance? We know we're a club right and not a dance studio?" Harley would happily teach him to dance a little for some money, it was better than shaking ass on some creepy guy's lap for an hour. Sure she enjoyed her new job but sometimes she would have much rather been a trophy wife or something.

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˙ ˖ ✶ Avery

"Me? You must be talking to the mirror because the only stunning one here between us is you," Ducky mused as his eyes landed on her once more. She was a beauty, but who she was made her even more beautiful. "I understand, but I'm used to being on my own, just got lucky I got a big buff guy who likes hanging around me now."

Avery smiled and returned the hug with a small laugh. "Thank you. You look fantastic, too." She took a sip of her drink and shook her head. "No, it's not that. I just don't like being left to fend for myself at something like this. It isn't really something I'm used to. But how are you?"

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˙ ˖ ✶ Harley

Ducky had tasked himself with learning how to be sexier for his boyfriend since he figured Noah might've liked something less vanilla. "Don't worry, I'm not a snitch, and besides I'm supposed to be here learning how to pole dance or something. Cause I want to impress my boyfriend by showing him I got new tricks up my sleeve." At the moment he wasn't concerned about what this could potentially due to his back and his chronic pain.

open starter | @sinnerssquarestart

location: seducation

Lee was bored, mostly because she was stuck at work and had spent over an hour lounging around trying to keep herself occupied. "Hey you! Don't tell my boss I'm not actually doing anything. In my defence it's practically dead in here, I would be shaking ass for myself and the like... three people that have been in here for way too long and spent basically no money."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Noah

"So we're each other's first in a way," that fact in and of itself made Ducky blush. He couldn't figure out why Noah would say yes to the date if he was the first man he'd ever been on a date with. "So what made you decide to take that next step with me? Not that I'm complaining at all, just curious cause you could easily get any girl in this city, hell any guy as well." he giggled. "Really? I think it's pretty obvious as to why."

"You can pay for our second date then," Ducky mused as he shot the man a wink. "No I won't sing, maybe not in the theater cause I just want everyone to enjoy it, and I do hope you like it as well." he added, truly hoping this wasn't a dud of a first date for Noah. "I...forgot my jacket, so I might be freezing a little in the theater, but it's okay. My mistake so I'll just bear with it."

''That's really surprising if I'm honest. Although this is coming from someone who's never been on a date with a guy until now. I think I've just always been nervous about it. I mean I've noticed men but taking that next step held me back.'' Noah was rambling at this point so he stopped for a moment. ''I just can't believe you've never been asked..''

''You don't have to pay for everything. I'd feel bad about it later..'' He frowned as he checked that he remembered his wallet in his pocket. ''I've heard some of the songs too and I really like a couple of them. ''If you want to sing I say go for it.'' He heard Ducky say something under his breath but didn't catch all of it. ''What was that? Are you alright?''

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˙ ˖ ✶ Francesca

Francesca had been the first person to ever offer him grace when he was looking for any coaching or teaching jobs as an ice skating instructor. Working under her had been a relatively easy and fruitful relationships. As far as bosses went he couldn't really complain. Ducky trained and molded any bit of potential he could see within someone, and even if they didn't have a passion for it he could inspire fun, and teach them the discipline they'd need to pursue the things they did wish to do in life.

"It's truly mesmerizing, and I even volunteered to help out and be a worker here. Something about them not finding the perfect lingerie for me," Ducky teased offering her a smile. "Honestly we do need a lot more and in varied sizes, we're starting to get back into the competitive seasons, so my training schedule is going to be packed alongside all my classes and beginner sessions." he sighed.

It was a lot of work, but it kept him busy. "By the way, I met a guy, and he's truly the most wonderful guy ever, and yes his arms are the size of my head, but his smile is the most dreamiest thing. So if I ever ask you for the rink for a private session, it might just be me taking him on a date."

closed starter @skatingducky // gala main room

Francesca felt a wave of emotion as she noticed her organization listed among the beneficiaries for tonight’s gala. It was a gesture that struck her as both heartwarming and deeply ironic. She had founded the Safe Shield Initiative five years earlier after learning that a local recreation center—a sanctuary for youth impacted by gang violence—was set to close due to lack of funding. Reporting on the story, she had been so moved by the injustice that she broke down on air, a rare moment of vulnerability that spurred her to take action.

With her own funds and the support of donors, she revitalized the center, transforming it into a thriving hub for at-risk youth. This year’s funds would support new programs and therapy services for the children who relied on it. Yet, Francesca couldn’t ignore the irony: a gala hosted by the Serpents, a group closely tied to gang activity, was now helping her mission to steer young people away from that very life. It was a bitter truth she had learned to accept—sometimes good outcomes came from unexpected sources. Still, she chose to focus on the positive. The organization had experienced tremendous growth, thanks in part to a dedicated team and new initiatives, like an ice-skating program. It was an opportunity her kids rarely had, given the costs, but donor contributions had made it possible.

“Isn’t this a beautiful event?” Francesca said to Ducky, her companion for the evening. “I’m hoping the funds from tonight can help us buy more ice skates. So many of them have been ridden hard and put away wet.” She laughed at her own joke, the sound light and hopeful.

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˙ ˖ ✶ Avery

"Hey Aves," Ducky smiled, pulling her into a hug. "You look amazing, but why do you seem like you're about to shit your pants, or break out in a cold sweat. Is everything alright?" He asked as he eyed her with concern. "You know you can tell me anything right?"

Location: The Holiday Gala Status: Closed @skatingducky

Avery kept her fingers tight around her glass as she moved around the room. Her nerves were starting to rise as she thought about the way the rest of the night would go, but she didn't want to think about it. Her eyes met a familiar face and she smiled as she moved toward him. "Wow, you have no idea how happy I am to see you, Ducky."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Gabriel

Ducky watched at how Gabriel retreated, like an animal backed into a corner ready to lash out. He wished he could rewind time and find himself at the bar once more, a man whispering the sweetest words to him until their lips met. He wished he could take away all his pain, that harrowing hurting deep inside his being that was now compelling to commit actions Gabriel did not want to do. "But I do." Ducky sighed, straightening up as he stared at the man. "Gabriel, the reason why I'm saying I get it, is not because I'm just spouting out all the right things. It's because it happened to me too." he admitted, feeling the crushing weight of all his choices rushing back towards him. "Since I was three years old I took to the ice, and my parents, they promised me greatness and always said one day I'd be an Olympian. Quite a dream to put on a three year old, but still every day I trained, I competed, and I was good, great even. I was well on my way to that, I was slated to be one of the greatest athletes in History. But, I had scoliosis as a child, something that definitely would be a hindrance to an athlete, so I wore a back brace. I was supposed to wear that brace for a few years to rectify the problem, but my parents, whom are doctors by the way had different ideas. They hated imperfections and they weren't patient, so even against the wishes of their colleagues they had me undergo surgery to correct the imperfections in my back. They thought it was for the best, but it wasn't, it was hubris. Because of that surgery my dream of being an Olympian was shattered, because with it came the complications they were warned would happen. Chronic back pain, and I'd be limited, far too much to ever compete at that level. So my entire life, all the things I sacrificed, friends, events, every little moment someone would have in a normal life was for nothing. They even had the audacity to lie to me and say it's what was recommended, but I found out the truth...so I hurt them." His voice shook with anger as tears welled in his eyes. "I did something because I wanted to hurt them the way they did me, so I retaliated the only way I knew would stick,"

Ducky stepped closer, lip quivering ever so slightly as he tried to find the right words to say to Gabriel. "A monster wouldn't be anguishing about the choices he has to make. You say that guy is gone, but he's not he's standing right here in front of me, and sure you're angry, full of hatred in a way you probably never felt before because you were betrayed. But a monster wouldn't have begged me to save his little brother and stop him from bleeding out. A monster wouldn't have shown mercy and only shot him in two places when the kill was right there."

"You can say anything you want, the way I feel about you will never change, but I know why you're saying it. I can tell your trying to protect me, your body and words may seem cold but your eyes...they betray you. They still look at me longingly."

Gabriel stared blankly at Ducky’s hand brushing against his own, the weight of the other man’s words barely penetrating the fog in his mind. His body felt heavy, his chest hollow, and the world around him seemed muted, drowned out by the echo of tragedy. But Ducky’s touch—his soft, insistent kindness—sparked something volatile in Gabriel, and it wasn’t comfort. It was resentment. He pulled his hand away abruptly, his movements sharp, his voice cold and flat as he spoke. “You don’t get it, Ducky. You can’t.” Gabriel’s gaze locked onto him, tired but simmering with restrained anger. “You’re standing here, saying all the right things, acting like you understand. Like you can just… be here and make this better. But you can’t. None of this gets better.” He couldn't handle it. Everything was going to get so much worse from here. Gabriel wanted to believe in his sweet words but if Ducky knew what he'd have to do in the coming war, he'd look at him in horror. Gabriel exhaled sharply, a bitter laugh escaping his throat. “Do you have any idea what it’s like? To be at the center of something like this? To be the reason someone’s in that hospital bed? To know you’re the monster everyone was waiting for you to become?” His voice cracked, but the anger in it only grew stronger. “You say nothing’s changed. That I’m still the same guy you kissed back then. But I’m not. That guy is gone. He died the moment I let things get this far.” Gabriel turned away from Ducky, staring at the sterile hospital walls, his shoulders tense. “You should leave,” he muttered, his voice hollow. “Before I say something I can’t take back. Before I drag you into this mess any more than I already have.” Gabriel couldn't save himself, but maybe he could save him.

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˙ ˖ ✶ Noah

From first impressions he could tell the guy was pretty sweet, which didn't bode well for Ducky as he was immediately charmed by that boyish smile. "We can agree to disagree on the whole model thing, cause you're like totally crush worthy." Ducky mentioned with a laugh, before blushing at his query. "I've...never been asked before. Don't really think guy have much interest in me, it's fine I'm pretty used to it." he shrugged not wanting to go into the details about his self image.

"But so far, my first date's going great." He mused with a smile as he nodded, signaling for Noah to follow. "I'll pay for everything, cause I...I'm just saying thank you for actually coming."

"Not gonna lie, I've never seen the Broadway show, but I do know some of the songs, and hopefully nobody sings in our theater, but...something tells me I might be distracted the entire movie." After paying for their tickets, he leads the way inside. "I...can't believe I forgot my jacket. Shit." he said under his breath hoping Noah wouldn't hear.

Noah hadn't put a lot of thought into dating lately especially with the possibility of being a ghost rider but one day he downloaded Tinder and decided to try it. No one had really seen him with anyone but he knew he was pansexual so he was open to anyone as long as there was a connection. He got to one photo of a man and without even thinking he swiped right and suddenly a date was set up. Musicals weren't really his thing but if it made his date happy why not?

He put on his favorite cologne with his outfit and made his way to the movie theater. Spotting his date soon after he arrived he waved in return. A small smile came to his face as the man rambled which he found amusing, in a good way. ''Nah I could never do that to someone.'' This was just as awkward for Noah since it had been a long time since he had dated. ''Well..thanks. I mean I don't think I'm a model or anything special.'' He paused. ''Your first date ever? How's that possible?''

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Dates, or even dating in general had never been part of Ducky's life. All his time was spent on training for that failed dream, and with that came the regret of not having lived or experienced anything a normal teenager would have. A tinder date was definitely new, his friends having made an account for him and swiped on the first hot guy they saw, and much to Ducky's initial chagrin, it was a match. The instant his eyes laid on Noah's pictures, he felt himself blush, not knowing how in the world a guy like that would ever swipe right on him. At first he believed the account to be fake, but with much encouragement, and a newfound enthusiasm, he'd set up a date.

This was uncharted territory, going to the movie theater with a guy to watch the most talked about musical was definitely not what he expected to do, but he was glad Noah agreed. He would've been perfectly fine if he got stood up, maybe even understood, Noah looked like someone had ripped him out of a magazine, and he looked...like this. The scar on his back itched, the phantom pains that were always there, a constant reminder of his imperfection, of what once almost was.

As soon as he locked eyes with his date, all doubt was thrown out the window. Now nerves settled in. "Hey," he said waving at him. "You know for a while there I thought you'd be a catfish, because there was no way a guy who looks like you would ever go on a date with me. Which by the way you can still totally back out of, no hard feelings, cause I know I might look a lot better in pictures anyway. Not you though, you look much better in person, not saying you don't look good in pictures too, just that you look amazing all around."

"I...I'm new to this, would you believe me if I told you this was my first date...ever?" @brightliights

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˙ ˖ ✶ Jesse

"Just know if you ever run into a guy who is a ventriloquist and he flirts with you through a puppet, run," Ducky giggled remembering how Harold had hounded him for almost a month before moving onto his next victim. The feel of his lips was soft and tantalizing, a taste that could become extremely intoxicating. Ducky kissed him back without hesitation, their bodies pressed taut against each other as his hands roamed over Jesse's shoulder and arms. "That could easily become something I could get very used to doing." he mused. "Are we in the clear or do I need to step my game up and a bit and show your weird that you're all mine?"

he wasn't sure WHAT he was expecting though he was prepared for a slap in the face. which wouldn't be too far off from a typical wednesday for him. jesse had the tendency to get himself into trouble more times than not. so the fact that ducky was receptive to participating was a welcome surprise. the blonde beamed, hands going to the other's waist, " oh yeah? should we trade horror stories, then? " he teased with a wink, " don't need to ask me twice, boyfriend. " jesse hummed, easily closing the distance between the two as he captured ducky's lips within his own.